Captain America, awesome. That sounded a-okay with Beverly. "I'm sure we can find something for the boy scout you have in mind, then," she grinned. "Maybe I can find a birthday present for Richie too. Or at least, more like 'sorry you're down in the dumps present.'" Which was coincidentally around his birthday - but she knew that he'd been kind of depressed lately, and she felt guilty that she'd mentioned the psychic thing to Eddie and he...hadn't known about. Then took it out on Richie.
The best part of this egg cream was that it only cost like, a dollar. The sandwich too, super cheap - but prices were different back in this era. They'd be able to buy out the whole store of candy, if everything was a nickel. "Heavy lifting? I'll keep that in mind," she chuckled in her breezy, dreamy sort of way, nudging John under the table. "Yeah, okay. You convinced me. I'm doing it."